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Flying Higher


It's going to be okay,
It's going to be alright.
Keep remembering
to hold on tight.

Keep it going,
keep your head held high,
look behind you,

And let the past kiss you goodbye.

You are so much wiser,
and headstrong to this game,
play it right,
and the winner greets their fame.

You're worth so much more
than the break and the aches,
let this life become
something you create.

I know you have strength,
I know you have pride,
even in this harsh world ,
Make it come alive.

In this war,

you are a soldier.

From here on,

it is your mission to be strong.


Prestigious goals
and high ambitions,
make sure you make your mark
before your life goes missing.

And yes this mission

Might take long

But through it all,

Please stay strong.

 
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